The Era of Monster Editing: From the College Entrance Examination to the Lord of the Dragon God

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Shen Zexian who is still lying in the ICU, if he knows what this guy thinks, he will definitely scream and kick jio in anger!

Xiao Ting didn't know at all.

Xiaobaize and Dateng snake he met last night were both Mortal Kombat!

And the Soaring Snake was no ordinary snake.

It is the ancient god of natural disasters, the incarnation of the Vulcan Lord who has survived for tens of thousands of years! !

They were all chased and killed by this animal! !

In front of Xiao Ting's Ten Thousand Heads Dragon God, the mighty Vulcan Lord is just a three-centimeter bug, so he has no power to fight back, okay?

In the auditorium, everyone is waiting for the final battle to determine the strongest rookie monster king this year.

Liu Chuanqi glanced at the bracelet.

Blow the whistle and raise the red flag:

"Contestant Shen Zexian please come on stage, there is one minute left, and the final will begin!"

Time is running out.

Shen Zexian hadn't arrived yet.

Even the support club of the Five Immortals Sect, the incarnation of the ancient natural disaster snake, was not present.

Something is wrong.

The audience started whispering.

Xiao Ting squeezed his finger bones, raised his hand and touched the back of his neck.

Shen Zexian is planning to imitate Lin Chuo, so he can save himself a beating?

"Roar!"

The little Vulcan on the hat got a little impatient to wait, and jumped into the field on his own initiative.

The flame swirls.

What appeared in everyone's eyes after 1 second was the fighting-minded Fire Wing Demon King Dragon.

The matte scales covered the strong muscles, and there was an explosive force that could kill Xiaobaize with a single punch.

Compared with the winding body of the oriental dragon and snake.

The western flying dragon looks like a tiger and is extremely aggressive.

The Fire Wing Demon King Dragon shook his neck, raised his burning fiery wings, and squatted in the field.

Huge figure, gestures full of wildness and tyranny of the original dragon, giving people a feeling of extreme danger and fear.

That's right, today's Little Vulcan is ready to switch between the flying dragon form and the flood dragon form at will.

The skins of both collections were on the same level, and Shen Zexian was beaten violently.

Use the characteristics of the dragon adjudicator to solve his hole card, the wing-eared Golden Teng Snake!

"His dragon actually switches between two forms?"

"Secondary editing already done??"

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience.

Even the melon-eating monster masters were shocked and whispered for a while.

Do you want to be so cruel.

There are actually two!The dual form of the king race!Double skin!

Who would have thought that the Eastern Flood Dragon in Xiao Ting's hand had another form of a flying dragon?

No matter which form it is, it is a killer weapon that is hard to guard against!

Some legendary bosses quickly recovered from the shock.

Their shock threshold seems to have increased a bit.

In the future, 18-year-old editors can't come up with a monster of the king race with dual forms, and they are not worthy of them to breathe air-conditioning!

1 minutes passed quickly.

Shen Zexian still didn't come.

Liu Chuanqi should have raised the blue flag and announced Xiao Ting's victory.

But this last final, lying down like this, isn't it fun!

With Xiao Ting's permission.

Liu Chuanqi waited for another ten seconds.

At this moment, his bracelet suddenly buzzed and vibrated. Liu Chuanqi picked up the phone and nodded to listen.

a while.

"Well, that's what happened."

"There's no need to wait, that little Bai Ze has already been hospitalized, at least seven or eight or nine times the bed will be out of bed..."

Lin Guijiu in the auditorium gave simple instructions.

Turn off the call screen.

On the field, Liu Chuanqi raised the blue flag on his right hand.

The sound is sonorous and powerful.

"The organizers just received news that Shen Zexian was unable to participate in this battle because of serious injuries."

"So, the winner of this match is Xiao Ting!"

This sentence fell like a deep-water torpedo.

There was an uproar in the audience!

Xiao Ting wins straight away!

However, everyone's attention was on Shen Zexian.

Suspicion, suspicion, uneasiness, and angry comments are rapidly spreading.

"Can't participate in this battle?"

"Seriously injured? What happened? Someone attacked the contestants the day before the competition?!"

God, this is the Ninth Courtyard of the Demon City in a foreign world.

Who dares to be so bold?

Moreover, it is said that behind the Fengtian god son, there is a big backstage statue of natural disaster level!

Who dares to attack him? ?

The key is.

This one was a success.

Shen Zexian was sent to the ICU.

Immediately lose the ability to fight.

In the 2000 years since the establishment of the Ninth Academy, there have been very few such cases. Those who dare to attack the freshmen of the Ninth Academy are the top killers in the industry, and they often die the fastest.

"Shen Zexian was sent to the ICU?"

Xiao Ting was shocked when he heard the news for the first time.

Soon, he realized that something was wrong.

Good guy, who dares to make a move in the Ninth Courtyard of Shanghai?

Shen's enemy?

Western spies?

Ten evil kings?

The names of many forces flashed through Xiao Ting's head.

But he didn't think about himself at all.

He almost forgot what he dreamed about last night.

Just like the audience present, they couldn't think of it at all.

An incarnation of an ancient god of natural disasters would actually run into the dream of a freshman from the Ninth Academy to spy on news.